Meet the maker

I first learnt to knit, age16,during a computer strike in the civil service. We did as much as we could clerically & tidying until the managers admitted defeat & said we could bring in our knitting until normality resumed.Aah, I didn't want to admit to the older women that I could only do garter stitch, & so begged my darling Granny 'teach me how to knit a jumper, please!!!'.

The strike ended but my knitting didn't! Once taught this fine art I couldn't stop, much to the amusement of my Gramps who muttered that I would surely run out of things to knit.

In the 80s it was huge mohair jumpers, quickly followed by vividly patterned geometrics & picture jumpers. I couldnt get enough of graphs!
In the 90s, when kids came along, it was jackets with dolliies on & matching hats, arran duffle coats & toys galore.

A couple of years ago I suffered with clinical depression & lost the civil service job I'd held for 32 years. Slowly I took up my needles again. Often I didn't know what I was going to knit but just let my needles guide me & the creative side took over. What wonderful therapy!

I now sell my little knitted fancies on a few internet sites & the satisfaction of knowing someone is wearing something I've made is immense.
Who would believe you could get so much enjoyment from a couple of needles & a ball of yarn. Bliss!!